jb - hi.  Yours and your dad's Lucy sounds like my dad's Nugget that he left me.  He is always running up and grabbing my hand and trying to pick a fight to get me to play rough with him.  Sometimes he plays too hard and really scratches me bad.  Hey - I've been meaning to ask you - are you getting your appetite back?  Have you been able to eat lately?  I hope your appetite is coming back.  I wouldn't want you to get sick.

it is a littl bit comming bac thn sumbody nocks u bac in thee family it bugers u bac aganee i got told by my nease forgot abot my dad fogot u had a dad i cant do tht my dad woz my dad and woz a goood dad she told mum the sam and tht nocket her bac as welll this is resent pitcher of the cat

tht woz her jumping in the wardrub as u sea i dont lik nout girlie footballl shrts and hears another 1 of her wen i fond her under the duvar civers i cudent find her any wer thn i saw this lump under the duvar and thr she woz

jb - I'm glad your appetite is coming back some, but I am so so so sorry your niece said that to you.  Is she very young?  Sometimes young people who have never lost anyone don't understand.  I would have never said something that cruel, but as i look back, I realize I should have helped my mom more when her own mother died.  I just didn't understand how bad it hurt, so I supported her during the funeral and right afterwards and then I just assumed she was okay.  How bad of me.  But, I was young.  Maybe your niece is young.  But, I can't imagine anyone thinking that we could forget our mom or dad.  They gave us life.  They were in our lives all of our lives.  I'm so sorry she said that to you and to your mother.  I am so sorry it made the grief come back more.  She will unfortunately understand one day when she looses someone she really loves and then she will be sorry she said that.  My guess is she does not understand, but it still hurts so bad.

Your Lucy is so cute.  I went out to lunch with my friend on Sunday.  Her name is Marjorie.  She loves cats so much.  She has a cat in her apartment that is her pet.  She rescues feral cats and gets them spayed and neutered so they don't have more feral kittens and then she feeds them for the rest of their lives.  So, I told her about your Lucy and she was just so thrilled to hear about Lucy's antics and how she plays with you and played with your dad.  Lucy is so cute.  It would scare me though if my cat hid in blankets like that, because I would be afraid I would not see him and sit on him.  But, she does look cozy in there.

Christianlee - I know how you feel.  It has been just over a year since my dad died.  I am grieving a little less, but to be honest, the only reason I'm grieving a little less is that my dad sent me so many after death experiences that I'm starting to believe that maybe he is okay.  I spent every day with him, especially after I became his caregiver, and some days I don't even feel like what I'm living without him is real.  I had a dream about him last night.  We were in his house where he lived, but the furniture was gone.  He was walking across the room but very light footed, almost like floating.  Then, he fell, but he slid down so easy.  I ran to him and held him and was so worried and asking him if he was okay.  He looked up at me and he was just limp but not really limp but like so free of stress that there was no tightness in his muscles like when he was alive and in pain and tight all the time and he told me he was okay and he was peaceful looking in his face and it seems there was a faint whitish glow around him.  I'm not sure what the dream meant, but when I woke up I realized he was okay.  I think maybe, but I could be wrong, that he was trying to tell me that I didn't need to worry about him falling like I did in life, because he's okay now.  I think he was trying to tell me that I could be at peace like him.  And, his property had meant so much to him, and I think maybe the furniture was gone to let me know that the house didn't really matter after all.  But, I know how you feel.  I miss him so much too.  I had a lot of after death experiences right after he died, and now they are getting farther and farther apart.  That makes me miss him more.  I just hope that whatever he is doing over there that is making him contact me less that he is happy and at peace and free of any type of suffering.  I'm sorry you are missing your dad so much.  With time, I'm sure it will get better for both of us.

shes 30 storyas i mean im 38 end of this yer and my dads bday wood of bean december myn woz november its mums bday next month well next week it is i used to hav to get my dad a card for mum and he wood give her money to buy her sumthnk nise and she allways did evry xmas he wood get me to get her a card 2 coz he cudent wark far coz it wood cut his breathin off if he did if he woz hear today he wood be very upset with my nease speaking to us like tht maybe we all spoilt her 2 mush wen she woz litel we all love her to bits but her adidude can be very nasty i wood of never spoke to any anti like tht i hav only 2 antis left 1 grate anti fru margie and she is 93 her husband my great uncle h died last yer at 92 he woz my dads blood uncle his dads bro my dads dad had all bro i not her woz lots of thm and his mum had a lot of bro and sisters but the 1s i met i tret thm all with respect i did it the minit with out my dad eash month seams to get harder not easer

HEAR IS ANOTHER 1 OF HER YRS AGP STORYAS HIDING ON TOP OF THE WARDRUBE SEAN THE DR TODAY I TOLD HIM WOT MY NEASE SAID HE TOLD ME THTS THE WORSE THNG TO SAY TO PEOPLE AND THT IT CUD TAKE YRS TO GREIVE

did 1 of my dads tricks today put sum soft drink in a plastic cup leaving it in the freazer for a few hours till its frozen ice cube and had my own ice drink i no my dad liket to do tht and saves a fotune bying ice drinks in the shops

jb - sorry it has taken so long to write.  I have a friend whose sister is very sick.  She had bypass surgery yesterday, and she came through just fine.  She still needs a kidney though, so her journey of illness is not over yet.  But, she is in good spirits.  What is scary is that a reaction to a drug the doctor gave her caused all of this.  Scary.

You know, the more you talk to me, the more your dad is like my dad.  My dad was handicapped from child abuse, so he couldn't walk far.  He would give me money to go buy my mom a present, card, cake on her birthday, etc., and I would go shopping for her and wrap it and give it to him to give to her.  I wish I could do that again.

I think your doctor is right - that is a very bad thing your niece said.  I don't want to say bad things about her, because she is not my family, but she does seem insensitive to you.  Maybe she is spoiled.  I was raised by parents from the Appalachian Mountains, and respect for elders was paramount in that culture.  I can't imagine speaking to an elder that way, and I can't imagine my nieces or nephews speaking to me that way.  She is wrong to speak to you that way, but I don't want to say much more than that as she is your family and it is not my right to say much.  I will say that she is wrong.

jb - you poor sweetheart.  I did not realize you were so young.  38 is so young to loose your father.  I turned 50 just a few months ago at my birthday, and it still about killed me to loose both of my parents in my forties.  Had I lost them in my thirties when I was still relying so much on both of them, I think it would have killed me.  It's almost killed me loosing them in my forties, but I think it would have killed me to loose them in my thirties.  And, I see people on this site sometimes who loose their parents in their twenties.  I was so close to my parents that in my twenties I was at their house almost every time I wasn't working, because I didn't have my own family then and could do that.  If I would have lost them in my twenties, I'm so weak that I think I would have followed them.  I'm so sorry you lost your papa so young.

Did the doctor give you a good report, if that is not too personal for me to ask?  I remember early on when I started talking to you you felt like you got a message from your dad to go to the doctor (if I remember right), and you said you've had a hard time eating.  I hope everything was okay with your doctor's visit and any tests he ran.

Your kitty is such a little dickens - up high on the shelf/cabinet like that.  That is how my dad's Nugget that I now have is.  He climbs everything.  My dad and I got him this cat loft that looks like a tree and is covered with carpet when my dad was alive.  It is at least five feet tall.  That sits at the bottom of my steps in the living room.  Then, my mother-in-law got me and my dad another cat loft that is about three or four feet tall that we put by the front window, so he can sit on it and look out.  Then, by the dining room window I put this very decorative table my dad had gotten me that is small and light weight enough to be safe stacking - I stacked it on the buffet right next to the window.  That is like six feet tall, but he can sit on it and look out the side window.  I also have a space for him to sit and look out the window at the back window.  You'd think he'd have enough places to sit up high, but i still find him every day climbing up on something he's not supposed to be on to sit up high.  He's a little goober sometimes. 

Well, I'd better go.  I'll talk to you soon.  I hope you are doing well.  And, I noticed that you send me a friend request.  I'll accept that.  I'm learning to be better with computers, so I'll try to get over there more.  Sometimes I forget to get over in the personal part because I have to click a few more buttons, but I am training myself to get better about that. 

i hope yore friend gets beter soon sum times i thnk drs treat us all like ginni pigs for trying difrent drugs to take i had to stop 1 of thm my self coz thy wer giving me illusnations so give me another type he did and another 1 last tuesday but iv bean told if makes me wezey stop taking strate away if only id broke tht arm and sted of spraning it all i no is broken bones nebd but sprains and torn ligments dont and nether odse broken hearts and me to find computers hard to figer out harf the time i oress the wong key and if lucy is in atackeck mode she press the right keys shd proberly spell beter thn me im more betr with cmarasas taking fotos 

jb - I agree.  Doctors scare me.  I think they do see us as guinea pigs sometimes.  I do hope that this new medicine does right by you.  I'm sorry you have sprains and ligaments hurt - those can be harder to heal.  I'm a medical massage therapist, so I work with that kind of thing all the time.  They are difficult and there is not a lot more that can be done than pain management and rest, etc. until it heals itself.  You're right - kinda like our hearts; they take a long time to heal when they are broken.  I do hope you heal quickly and well.

My friend Marjorie's cat tries to type on her keyboard too.  Nugget has not taken up that habit yet.  I kinda hope he doesn't.  I think that would get on my nerves, but I'd have to get used to it if he starts.

the sprain on my arms bean over a yer and the 1 woz on my foot wer i tore all the ligaments on ot teach me to be more carfull but be warned if nuged dose ambush u on the pc be very quick to move yore hand away she dd to me on hear a las month i thnk or may i no it woz 1 of the months and im thnking i hope u havent emaild any 1 she used to dive on my dad reading the papers or wen he woz trying to do a cross word or witing his bets out for me to put on for him the 1 tht woz making me illsunate woz antripaline but wen i told him he said tht woz the side efects but this 1 ibfferan the chemsit told me if i start wezing on it stop taking it and tell the dr tht my dad a week before his 1st heart atack me dreset as santa on xmas day

jb - I hope you heal quickly and don't have any problems with the medication.  I like that picture of you and your dad.  I can't see so much what you look like with the beard and all on, but you have very pretty eyes.  I can see that for sure.  It looks like you have very pretty skin too.  I have horrible skin.  I just turned 50 years old and I still get acne sometimes.  It was really bad when I was young.  I was on antibiotics literally for years to keep it under control.  You look like you have such pretty skin.  Was your dad feeling poorly before the heart attack or did it just come on all of the sudden?  I bet he loved having you dressed as Santa.  My dad would have loved that, but I never thought to get a whole Santa outfit.  We wore Santa hats at Christmas though and my dad had this thing that looped over your head that had antlers on it and he had another one like it that had snowmen at the end of the antlers.  I have all of that stuff wrapped up and stored away.  I will always keep his things unless I give them to his grandchildren.  That is a nice picture of you and your dad.  I wish you could still sit with him like that and I wish I could still wear santa hats with my dad.  Maybe in the afterlife, I hope to see my dad and my mom, and even my dog Sorsha but my parents first.

The picture I just sent is a picture of my dad with the snowman antlers on.  I couldn't find a picture with the Santa hat.  He looks kinda poorly in this picture, because he had just gotten out of the hospital with pneumonia.

his chest woz bad but ths bean for yrs it stared wen he woz abot 38 with the bronkiters then astmer it just got worse over the yrs the thngs tht cheared him up the most woz the pets he had over the yrs jyason the cat with the mushtash woz to soft he wood never kil a bird if a bird went side him hed run away but loved to lie on my dads chestand cudle my dad wen jayson died my dad woz upset abot tht he woz and the dog tina we had she wood go for alsasons and biger dogs thn tht sum tims but she used to sing or holw the other cat yogs the pitcher of him on the tabel wood try and chase balls on tv bully cats and kill other animals to he even killid the nebours 2 budgies i no it wozent funny but wot give him away woz he had gran feathers rond his moth i sea yore dad looket pooley on there but looket in good spritets and still looket happey he dose my dad  newmonia a few tims i had a slite tuch of tht abot 4 or 5 yrs ago i no wen u get tht it leave people week it dose the tip for yore skin is i try to drink a pint of water aday or diet coke i no diet coke is bad for yore organs but its dun good for my skin wen i woz yunger id drink abot 8 or 9 cans a day now i try to keep it under 5 

jb - yeah, my dad was weak physically the day we took that picture, but he was still in a great mood.  It was Christmas time, and we still went ahead and celebrated Christmas and he had a great time.

jb - on the animals, I forgot to say, I saw this article the other day that said that when a person has animals it helps with their health and that they have now learned that having a dog in the house actually helps with some types of asthma.  I'm kinda on the run now, but I'll try to find that article and share the URL with you.  Sorry to be so brusque this morning - I'm having a busy day and rushing a lot.

beleve it or not that cat yogs woz my brothers but he wanted my dad and me all the time it woz a bit embrasing wen my brothe had to tll the nbour that th cat had killied the budgies we didnt mean to laff abot it but the grean feathers rond his moth and him loking proud woz so funny i bet in hevan yogs is still killing animals and birds up ther

this my dad mum and stepdad his dad died wen he woz abot 20 but his mum my nan woz a very funny lady she drank  sprits strate smoket all sorts and lived to 89 wen she died i thnk shes got a fag in her hand in tht foto

had to take the cat to the vets ahes sufering from stress cat stress over lozing my dad and give her injeckon and hair ball paste now she is runing arond liuke sum mad cat hope yore nugrt is ok storyas

tht woz her a few yrs ago

tgt wiz her a few yrs ago

jb - I'm sorry I haven't been on much lately.  I've had kinda a weird week.  My mother-in-law's best friend, Rita, who was like an aunt or second mom to my husband and aunt or second mother-in-law to me died at 2AM Monday morning.  I got an email from my mother-in-law first thing Monday morning.  My friend Maree has been in the hospital for two weeks.  She is the one who took a medication and it caused her kidneys to go.  My friend, Nadene Renee, had surgery for cancer in her stomach and now they say her womb.  A lady I didn't know well but liked a lot and sat with every month at a local grief support group named Audrey died last week.  And, a little 13-year old girl who is becoming my friend as I've been praying for is here for Children's Hospital and is being treated for a very serious cancer and if this treatment doesn't work I don't know if there is anything left they can do.  And, you know, all of this still doesn't hurt even half as bad as watching my dad die and loosing him or as watching my mom die and loosing her.  I care about all of these people and want them all to get well, but the love I feel for all of them combined is not even half as great as the love I feel for my dad and my mom.  So, it has been a rough couple of weeks, but I'm okay.  This is nothing compared to loosing my dad and my mom.  Some good things have happened though.  Brenda Ann from this group is here in my city visiting, and we went out to lunch I think a couple of days ago.  It has been so stressful the past two weeks that I don't remember what day we went, but we went to lunch.  She is a very sweet lady that I enjoyed my time with very much.  And, this coming Sunday we are having a big birthday party at my church for one of our senior members who has been involved for a long time.  I'm really looking forward to that, and most especially because my church is near Patty's hospital and they might bring her over for the party so she can eat with us and have some cake, depending on how she is doing on Sunday, of course.  And, Brenda Ann and I might have lunch again tomorrow if she gets the email I just sent her in time.  I didn't want to call her this late at night on the phone.  So, forgive me for dumping all of this stuff on you.  I just wanted you to know that I'm not ignoring you.  I really enjoy talking to you a great deal. 

Was the neighbor very mad when Lucy got the budgies?  I imagine he probably was, but I imagine he got over it in time.  Lucy sounds like my Nugget - no matter how much mischief he gets into, I always forgive him.  I can't stay mad at him.  It is not possible.  At first it was because he was my dad's cat, but the longer  I have him I'm growing to love him like my dad loved him.  So, now he gets away with it both because he is my dad's cat and because I now love him, so he gets away with murder.  If Nugget got someone's budgies, I would be defending him to the bitter end.  My husband says I spoil him, because to me he can do no wrong.

I love that picture of your parents.  I really like that picture of your dad, because he looks so happy and full of life.  Your mom and dad both look like they are really enjoying themselves, as does your nan.  I think by nan you mean grandmother - is that correct?  They are lovely people - very attractive.  It is amazing that your nan could drink and smoke and live to such a good age with good health - God bless her!  I'm glad she was able to maintain her health until a ripe old age.

I like the picture of Lucy you just posted.  She is so pretty.  I've always wanted a black cat, but I wouldn't trade my little orange Nugget for anything now that I have him.

I have a funny story about Nugget, but I will tell it in a next post as I think I might run out of characters on this post soon.  I'll send another post in a minute.

jb - My Nugget story I told you about in the last post.  I think it was yesterday, but I'm not sure - stress again making my memory goofy.  Yesterday I was petting my new dog, and Nugget got so jealous.  He always does, but this time he ran at me and starting smacking me with his paw.  So, I was petting Nugget with one hand and Elbert, my dog (named after my dad, Estil Elbert), with the other hand.  When I was petting them both, Nugget was fine.  When I'd quit petting him for a second, he'd start slapping me again - claws in, thank goodness.  So, I started playing with him, pretending I was fighting.  I had my hands in fist and was punching at him without getting close enough to him to hit him, of course.  He was so cute.  He sat up on his haunches, and every time I'd throw a punch through the air, he'd throw a punch back at me with his front paws.  He did that with me for quite a few minutes, maybe 15 minutes.  In spite of all the stress this week, he had me laughing so hard.  I wish someone would have been here with a video camera.  I would have loved to tape it.  He was so cute.

jb - one other thing I forgot to tell you that happened this week.  My husband has diabetes, and his blood sugar went up to almost 500.  He had been on a pill called Metformen, but it wasn't working for him any more.  So, in the midst of everything else that was happening this week, we had to get him started on insulin.  He's been on it for three days now.  He will raise it 5 units a day until his fasting morning blood sugar is between 80-100, and then he will stop raising it and take that amount.  It has just been a crazy crazy week.

i hope yore husdband is ok with neadals now his on inserlen  im a scard cat wen it cums to neadal the cat yogs who killed the budgie well thy wernt hapy abot it but thy shudnt of left it out side thn he woodnt of killid it i bet his killing birds in heven lucy killed a lot of mise we had a mouse promell for a few yrs ago but lucy killid evry 1 of thm im a bit hung over i drank a big bottel of wine to my self im a bit like my granmother on th foto for hevy drinking but i dont smoke like she did on tht foto her and my step grandad did look very happy she to woz neglect in  a care home but i cudnt do nothing coz i woz just a stropy teanager at the time i cudnt help my dad thn all i no woz he loved his mum and dad and his step dad to i never met my dads dad he died before i woz born the same with my mums parents i never met thm i no mum said thy wer good people i try to look after mum as best as i can and lucy to likes pen fites she likes to take pens out of yore hand she even jumpet on my hed today give me a rite shock lets hope u start geting sum beter look i told my cuzen abot tht dream the 1 who is going thru a lot of sh@t her husband bean pooley to comlicatsons of bean diabetic but now his slowely get beter and she told me thts strange coz her liel boy did tht yrs ago his 15 now 

i fogot to tell u if u put a carer bag on the flore lucy jumps on it and skid along the flore its very funny but i never have my camcorda with me wen she dose ot and if im giveing her a treat i allways say wot hand is in and she guse by liking my hand then agane she loves licking peopel or she begs like a dog if u say beg thn give her treat coz cats r smart even dogs i sum times thing thy hav beter brains thne us humans if only they cud tark if they did tark thy wood drop us in the sh#t 

jb - it sounds like since Lucy can't talk to us that she is trying to get your pens so she can write to you whatever it is that her very smart cat brain wants to say - just kidding.  I know - I tell my husband sometimes that Nugget is smarter than me so I'm at a disadvantage from the start.  My dad's cats used to jump on things and slide when they were kittens and teenagers, but they don't do it so much any more.  I used to say they needed a slip n' slide for cats, except cats don't like water, so that wouldn't work so good.  I had a friend whose cat used to love to kill mice, so he named it Buster, because he said it was so good at busting mice.  I shouldn't call the cat it, but I can't remember if it was a boy or a girl cat.  I'm so sorry you've had family mistreated in nursing homes.  I don't like those places much at all any more.  I'm very lucky, because I live in the only city in the US that has Pro Seniors, which is volunteer lawyers who protect the elderly for free.  I am hoping they are successful in getting other locations opened in other cities.  Pro Seniors is the only reason I was able to help my father or I would have been powerless.  I don't want to act like your parent and preach at you, but be especially careful about drinking too much when you are grieving.  My doctor said that alcohol is a depressant and will make you feel worse.  But, that is just my opinion.  I don't mean to preach at you.  I hate to admit this, but I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't.  I don't drink.  I never drink.  But, for the last few months when my dad was so bad and dying and for about two months after he died I drank red wine every day, and my doctor was right, it did make me feel worse.  I don't even know why I started drinking like that when I don't ever drink.  I guess on some level I thought it would make me feel better.  Now that he is gone and I've had time to adjust to it, I can't even stand the taste of alcohol, and I never drink again.  But, I drank red wine every day for six months.  It was not a good choice.  I started feeling better immediately when I quit drinking.  It really was making me much more depressed.  Just letting you know what happened to me so you will be careful.  I hope I'm not coming off as judgmental and preachie - especially since I have no right to be judgmental and preachie when I did it myself.  Just be careful is all.

dont wory abot that i tryed binge drinking onse never again i woz 19 at the time on news yrs eve nite and day drank all day and nite and woke up ill our cat drinks water  i think cats wood make beter drs sum times i no that mi imaganisaison going  a bit krazy

Having a good imagination is a good thing.  If it weren't for people with big imaginations we wouldn't have books to read or movies to watch or paintings or pictures to look at.  Think how boring life would be without people with big imaginations.  I think animals would be good doctors too.  My dogs go outside and smell until they find the weed, herb, whatever that will make them feel better when they are sick and then they eat it.  My cat, well really my dad's cat, won't eat any people food.  He will only eat tuna and cat food.  He probably knows that our food isn't good for him - some of it probably isn't good for us either.

my skool reports said that i had a good imanginatson but my math and english woz poor but good at art and music but cant sing and good at fotogarfry 

You are very good at photography.  I loved that tree photo you posted.  I could never do that.  I tried to do a photo up through the tree branches once, and it was just flat.  Many people with good imaginations do poorly at math, because math is a left brain function and imagination is right brain.  I did poorly with math too, although I am trying to improve it myself at home now with those for dummies books that are so popular now.  I'm horrible with music.  I am good with English and art.  I'm so bad with music that I'm embarrassed to sing at church.  I'm not tone deaf, or at least not badly tone deaf, because I can hear that I sound horrible when I sing, but I don't know how to make it sound better.

like i said im good at music espesely on drums and keybord but singing no  i try to hum the words if thats any help iv bean told i sond arful wen i sing this is my dad with my mum and his mum is at the end siting next to my dads anti i cant rember who the lady in the midl is but lets hope iv got it rite this time i no im not god at computers it took me 2yrs to figier out to switch 1 on and i still dont no how to switch thm on sum tims

Wow - your mom and dad are so young and so good looking.  They were so beautiful when they were young that they could have been in magazines with the models.  I've only seen your picture in a Santa suit, so I don't really know what you look like, but you must be very good looking.  Your parents are so very good looking.  Thanks for sharing this picture.

I know how it feels not to be able to sing.  In the church I grew up in, the boys used to flirt with me by making fun of my singing.  It used to hurt my feelings and my dad and mom both said, "People only tease you when they like you.  Those boys are flirting with you or they wouldn't say anything at all."  Then, when I got older and was in my 20's, once I was singing in church and this man next to me looked at me and said, "Do you mind?" cuz I was singing so bad that he wanted me to stop.  At the church I'm at now, our music director asked me if I'd join the choir, and I said, "I'm already in a choir - the four dog choir - every time I sing in the shower all four of the dogs in my house start to howl."  He must have been desperate with a capital D for choir members to ask me to join.  But, he had never heard me sing either.

im not realy a 1 for geting my foto took i like to be behind a camra the last foto i fond of my self i got a shock now i no why dont like my foto took espesly wen peopl say i look et like the serial killer rose mary west and im saying not funny its me in fansy dress again i no im bit fat onit 

jb - I had never heard of Rose Mary West, so I just went on wikipedia and looked her up.  First of all - the picture of her on wikipedia, she is quite lovely.  She might be evil enough to kill many people, but she was able to hide that behind how lovely she is.  You know what Wednesday Adams said on "The Addams Family Movie" when asked what her Halloween costume was, "I'm a serial killer.  They look just like every one else."  So, even if you look like a serial killer that does not mean that the serial killer is as unattractive as her deeds and it does not mean that you are evil like she is if you look like her.  This particular woman was quite attractive even though she did evil things.  With that said I have to be honest that you do look a bit like her, but that means you are lovely.  I think you have the most beautiful eyes.  I noticed that when you were in your Santa suit.  I think you are very lovely, even in fancy dress.  But, just because you look like that lovely serial killer does not mean you are anything at all like her.  You are good in your heart and could never hurt anyone.  If you were not good in your heart, you would not be grieving.  Only people with good hearts grieve.  I doubt serial killers grieve.  I hope you don't get mad at me for saying I can see the resemblance too.  I think it is important to be honest.  But, she is lovely no matter what she did, so looking like her is a compliment.  Being like her in nature would not be a compliment though.  I will never understand how one person could harm another person, and I especially can't understand how they can do it more than once.

thats ok now u no 1 of the resons i dont like geting my foto took but hopefully im not like her and hsband who killid all them insert yung girls he hung him self but i dont no wot jail shes in 

the police dont wer that uniform now thy wer all blackits like the 1 in the usa state dont no wish 1  

jb - I only looked at the picture on wikipedia when I went over the first time.  There is one picture of her and her husband, and she is actually quite pretty in that picture.  I went back after I posted here about her and read the article.  How horrible all the way around from what happened to her when she was little to what she did - and not only her but with the help of her husband.  I can see how after knowing the story it would be hard to see her outer beauty, but she was an attractive woman.  But, it appears her soul was very unattractive.

jb - that costume looks like the police costume Amy Pond wore in the first episode where she was an adult instead of a little girl in Dr. Who.  Do you watch Dr. Who?  The only difference is she had on a skirt instead of pants.

my dad loved dr who police woman in uniform over hear now dont wer skirts now they wer trusers now i rember wen i got stopet by the police not for looking dangras coz i had my hood up i took it down and got told ok u can go it 1st i fort i dun sumthnk wong but they wer after sum 1 else 

Those hoodies I'm starting to think are dangerous - we had a situation over here in the states not too long ago where someone on a neighborhood watch shot a black man cuz he had a hoody on it seems was a big lot of the reason.  I think that would be scary for the police to stop you for having a hoodie on/having your hood up even if they were looking for someone else.  It makes more sense for police women to wear trousers.  I think it would be harder for them to do their job well in a skirt.  You can't tackle a criminal in a skirt.

i only had the hood up coz it woz raining and it woz in the start of winter iv just notice now sum the leafs r falling from the trees and its not ortem fall till september

and the winter over hear is allways freazing it is cum novenmber u wer that many cloths u still cold lucy as the rite eye dear jump on the beds and hide under the duver covers or pull the cloths pff the radihater and warp them round her self but she goes for yore best cloths not the old 1s but yore best 1s for going out in

the cat had me doin 1 of the games my dad used to play with her running arond after the rflectson of my watch shadow and she woz going mad trying to catch it

jb - I wasn't blaming you for being dressed in a way that the police would stop you.  I understand that when it is cold you must be warm or you will get sick.  We've just had so many problems over here in the States with people getting hassled and even hurt for being misunderstood due to a hoody.  Over here people think if you have a hoody on you're in a gang or something.  There have been a lot of problems.  Just a few months ago a teenager was shot by someone in a neighborhood watch program who thought because he was black and had a hoody on that he was up to no good.  And, that scars me, because my nieces and nephews all wear hoodys all the time, and I'm so afraid someone will take it the wrong way and jump them.  It is an unfair stereotype, and it really scares me.  I bet it is cold in your part of the world.  I personally would like that.  I LOVE winter.  I bet Lucy is just trying to get warm when she gets in all your things, and of course she is going to go for your best things, because she is a cat.  Cat's know they are entitled.  My husband always tells a joke that cats were considered Gods in ancient Egypt and they have never forgotten it.  It is kinda true - they just know they are superior and entitled, but they are so cute doing it that they can get away with it.  That is cool that Lucy is playing with you like she used to play with your dad.  Nugget, my dad's cat, is starting to get more comfortable with me too.